I like her lots.

For someone who is "not quite" human, I find Hekate to be more human than most....perhaps it's her affinity for stray cats that seals the deal.

Either way...she has most of us fooled. And...those of us who aren't. Well, let's just say, we haven't seen them in awhile.

Did anyone hear a chipper running?

my cat is currently giving me a withering look that reminds me so much of you. it's quite remarkable, really.

If I had the sexual orientation and equipment for it, I'd be SO in love with Hekate.
Kind of ironic, because I used to be a bit scared of her.
Amazing, brilliant, dreamy woman & person.

I am spending tonight counting my blessings at a really hard time in my life and at the top of my list is Hekate. Sure to some she is a man hating bitch(o;heehee now I can say nice stuff cause I got that in there and she needs that balance) but they have no idea. Not that she isn't a man hating bitch. She is! But she only hates men who are assholes and she is a bitch in the best possible standing up for herself and the people she cares about kind of way. She is one of my very best friends and I love her and I know she is truely generous and amazingly smart and fantastically funny and beautifully artistic and one of my best blessings. So if you hear she's a man hating bitch...well yeah, but that's not all.

♥
SV

I came to a place to meet somebody. I did not know who, or why. Within seconds after Hekate stepped into my field of vision I noticed her and knew that she was one of them.

I did not know how central she was for my being there. Or why she was. (I still don't.) But I knew without a shadow of doubt that she was one of those people whose presence there to some degree defined my own.

She has - together with a few others - called me out of my shell and forced me to dig deep, reinvent half forgotten abilities and try to rise above my laziness and mediocrity.

Walk in beauty.

Moonlight is a reflection of all light which comes to the moon, the sunshine and the earth-shine which even illuminates the dark half so we can see it sometimes. Harshness of light is turned into something gentle and seductive, something that makes us wonder at the webs of light shining down in the darkness at the mystery of all that hasn't been revealed. And all that is revealed is shown to have a beauty etherial it could never have in the day.

Hekate is like the moon, and her influence in tribe like the moonlight. She reflects back much, and she changes all she reflects and makes us see it anew in a whimsical mysterious way. For that I thank her.

I am amazed by and in awe of this woman.
I'm full of admiration, delight and relief, whenever I get to be around her in this otherwise scary place called Tribe.

And there I thought -> I !!! <- was nuts...

qb

One of the cybernicest people I know. But I'm drunk so I might feel different in the mornin. OK Hek, where's my money?

Hekate is like a candle flame. I am drawn in and filled with a desire to set things alight.

I can see myself dancing in the middle of the burning: laughing, crying, drawing pictures on the wall. If I am graced with as much as a smirk, I can withdraw, contented.

I consider Hekate a friend, a force of nature, an intellect and a seat of imagination. Why else would I be here, otherwise?

I met Hekate/Discord/or whatever she fancies to call herself today, in her kitchen making a meal I'd heard praised for a year before tasting, (and it lived up to its reputation). It was about 1000 degrees in there and none of her other guests (mostly men) were good enough to sit with her while she slaved for them. So typical. Anyway I hardly noticed the heat as she was pure entertainment and delight. And watching her craft was fascinating. I hope to always be her friend, I can't believe she's taking herself so far away.

I first met Hekate on an Astral journey to find the White Rabbit. She was talking to Alice in the Garden of Momeraths Outgrabe, when suddenly she fixated her intense glare in my direction. My first instinct was to run, and I mean run like hell, out of there, or be damned my soul! But I couldn't move. Suddenly, she reached an outstretched arm, her fingers wrapping tightly around my epiglotis, and with her other hand she reached down my throat and pulled out a transistor radio. She loosened her grip, as she looked carefully and cautiously at the device, reading over the serial number - then turned to me, her eyes softening and said, in the most Angelic voice I have ever heard in my entire existence, "I've been looking everywhere for this! Oh, thank you, thank you!" Then she gave me a bear hug, and traipsed away, taking Alice by the hand and leaving me alone with the Momeraths. I spent 20 years since trying to make heads or tails of this encounter when I sauntered into her presence, once again, on Tribe. I asked her to explain the deeper aspects of the string of events, and she PMed me and said, "Jason, my dear, dear friend, shut yer gob and eat yer meat." Which I proceeded to do post haste.

Jason

a force to be reckoned with...

and for those that try, not that it would be needed, also face the reckoning of the djin...

i reckon...






and, from the bottom of the djin bottle, Hek has been a good friend to me, even when i fought back...

Hek gets it.

I was so relieved to find someone else who realizes we can be whoever we want in here.

And oftentimes, we are.

wow

honour among theives. thank you for sharing your stolen booty redhead pictures with me. you're the bestest supervillain ever. i hope you enjoy the additional tips on having a good time crashing funerals. maybe we can go do that sometime together. xoxoxo

if i ever ordered a vibrator online and was accidentally sent two, i'd totally give hek the spare.

She was at the party when an ant fell out of her nose. No-one knows where it came from.

Are you calling me an odd sexual device?